Monday, August 3, 2009

I can see clearly now

... the sand is gone. Mostly. But I see here in this morning's The National that more sandstorm--direct from northern Iraq--is on the way. Guess I better enjoy the sun (and 113-degree heat) while I can.

Now it's just a matter of getting a million things done, not to mention fight a couple of additional running battles against both state and company bureaucracy, before I return to the land of Target,barbecue and redheads. Fortunately, I have found a place that makes a decent margarita.